Chapter 30: Qianyang: A wish balloon with a pig's head painted on it
"I want the pink one..."
"Give me a white one..."
Under the setting sun, the students all gathered at Paoying Slope to release balloons noisily. Paoying Slope is a hillside full of daisies. The daisies swayed their tiny branches in the wind. Everyone who came here had to watch the Paoying Slope.
Putting up a balloon can bring good luck, and most people will write their wishes on the balloon. I think this is just a trick of the developer to make money. Otherwise, why would each balloon cost a hundred yuan! However, you can afford to come here.
One hundred dollars is nothing. Looking at the white balloon in my hand, I feel heartbroken for one hundred dollars! Say Goodbye to the head of Grandpa Mao Zedong again.
"Pig-headed girl, let me write it for you." I had just 'engraved' my name on the noble balloon, but Yan Yeyi snatched it away with quick eyes and hands. "Swish, swish, swish--" Yan Yeyi turned his back to me and quickly wrote
A horizontal word was written on the white balloon, and I could only vaguely see the words "Han Qing, Yan Yeyi, forever..." Yan Yeyi couldn't have written that he wanted me to be his slave with Yuanyuan! No, no, God.
!You just went around me once! "Yan Yeyi, give it back..."
"Phew--" With a gust of wind, the white balloon floated from Yan Yeyi's hand to the sky full of sunset red. From a distance, I saw a pig's head on the balloon smiling at me, "Don't let it go!" "Fall down, fall down..." I
I prayed quietly, God, just ignore that pig-headed balloon! But the pig-headed smiling face floated further and further away, and finally disappeared into the balloons in the sky. "Yan Yeyi, what did you write?" I tried to suppress it.
I was angry, staring at that crooked handsome face with a gloomy face. No, it’s a stinky face, a stinky face, a damn stinky face.
"I'll just write..." Shiyan Yeyi actually tried to seduce my appetite by deliberately saying the last word "secret" for a long time.
"Ye, let's make our own wishes, okay?" When I was about to get mad, Yin Beisha stopped in front of me holding a big pink heart-shaped balloon, and happily took Yan Yeyi's arm and said, "Qing Qing
, you are here! Yu seems to be looking for you!" Yin Beisha didn't notice that I was being burned by the fire at this time, and winked at me mischievously.
"Well, thank you Bertha, I'll go find Yu right now." Yan Yeyi, record the old and new accounts together! This guy was so proud just now, but now it seems like I've angered him.
"Yu!" When I found Hitomi Kabasa, several nymphomaniacs were surrounding him to sign autographs on the balloons!
"Haru, you're here!" Hitomi Kabasa smiled apologetically at the nymphomaniac and walked towards me with a pink and yellow balloon. The nymphos pouted and stared at me fiercely. I stared back very rudely.
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"Qing, can you write your name?"
"Yeah!" The anger immediately disappeared under Hitomi Kaaba's smile. I happily wrote two neat words on the pink and yellow balloon. It was the first time in eighteen years that I found my name so cute (someone is narcissistic) Hitomi
Ge Yu took the pen and carefully wrote his name and then wrote four simple words "Together"
"Let's let it go together, shall we?" Hitomi Kaaba smiled gently at me. The sunset hit him, so beautiful... all the nymphomaniacs were heartbroken.
"Well, okay!" Hitomi Kaaba always makes people so reassuring. As long as he is by his side, everything seems to become easier. But...is it possible? The pink and yellow balloon slowly merges into the sky god from our hands! You must see it